I started to awaken slowly from my very deep and restful slumber. I was disoriented, but I knew it was Sunday and I had no reason to get up early. In ...the back of my mind I could feel a tingling in my cock. I must be dreaming. It’s so early. I feel like I have a hard on, but I must be dreaming after all that sex last night. The tingling, however, becomes more apparent and my cock certainly feels rock hard and wet. Why the hell does it feel wet? My eyes wander down the bed. I see a head of dark. "Oh I just turned on the television. Sorry I'll turn it down" I smiled as I started driving towards the address he had given me to ship his said surprise. We continued to talk until I closed in on the address. "So I was thinking about planning a trip to Miami Gavin. I know we have tried before, but I want to try again. I really want to meet you. It's been almost a year. I think it's time. What do you think?" I smiled even bigger as I slowed into the driveway of the address he had given me. Oh. They were hard and stiff and everything I had hoped they would be. After completely freeing my mother from her blouse and bra I was free to admire the wonderful breasts that she had. I sucked on them like I had as a baby. It was wonderful. I ran my tongue up and down the length of her nipples then I started nibbling on her breasts in a circular motion while continuing to massage and fondle her.My young teenage cock was rock hard and I knew I could'nt last much longer without blowing my cum in. A few minutes later, they stepped into the room wearing matching black negligees. I swallowed hard, and the hotel towel covering my lap promptly became a tent. My wife removed the towel from my lap. "I think he likes what he sees," Mary said. “I know I like what I see,” Erin said. She dropped to her knees between my widespread thighs, then she leaned forward and took the head of my cock in her mouth. As Erin began to suck my cock, my wife crawled onto the bed and knelt behind me. She peeled off.